Popular peasant wife: mountain man lacks training

Chapter 284 We Came Once, You Remember Us?

Lu Nanchuan and Geng Sang went early, and the shops in the town opened earlier. When Lu Nanchuan and Geng Sang arrived at the town, Shumo Pavilion was already open.

"What do you two want to buy? Take a look for yourself first."

The shopkeeper of Shumo Pavilion probably just opened the door not long ago, and was clearing up the shelves and counters. When he met Lu Nanchuan and Geng Sang, he said something with a smile and didn't ask any more questions.

In front of the shelf, Lu Nanchuan asked the prices of the ink sticks on the shelf over and over again, but he didn't see any change in the shopkeeper's attitude. He still looked cheerful and had a good impression of the shopkeeper.

"Young man, I remember you. The clothes you wore when you came with the little lady next to you last time were much older than today's. I didn't expect to see you for a few months, and you seem to look a lot better?"

"Hey, Uncle Shopkeeper, we've only been here once and you remember us?"

Geng Sang cried out in amazement, it is a good skill to remember people who have only met once.

"Yeah, my shop is usually not busy, and all the people who come here are scholars. How many scholars should there be in our entire Xihe Town? The number of times I have come here has become familiar faces, so you are new faces. Naturally easy to remember."

The shopkeeper calmly explained that the little girl in front of her was like a different person compared to the last time. When she came last time, she was still dressed in tatters, her complexion was yellow and thin, but this time she was obviously different. There is a lot of meat, and there is blood on the face, and it looks healthier.

"It is indeed us. I don't know if the shopkeeper remembers it. I have been here twice. This time we came here not to buy ink sticks, but to do business with you."

Since the shopkeeper remembers himself and Geng Sang, he should also remember that when he came for the second time, he came to Shumo Pavilion with the prepared paper to test the water. Probably the shopkeeper felt that he looked pitiful, so he took the three The knife paper was collected, and I also confirmed the quality of the paper to sell.

"Business?" The shopkeeper looked at Lu Nanchuan again. Although this young man seemed to have changed a lot this time, he didn't think he was someone who could do business with him.

After all, this is Shumoge, and it sells things for scholars, which is different from ordinary shops.

You said that if it is an embroidery workshop, you can still sell embroidery products, if it is a grain shop, you can still sell some grain, but Shumoge, you can’t sell pens, ink, paper and inkstones, right? If someone can make it, then reading will not be a waste of money.

"Yes, we do have a small business and hope to cooperate with you, Uncle Shopkeeper."

Lu Nanchuan explained earnestly, "Maybe you think this is absurd, but we brought the things here, so I hope you can take a look at our things first."

After finishing speaking, Lu Nanchuan took out the small wooden box he was holding in his bundle, and when he opened it, he saw fifteen neatly arranged ink sticks on the flannel inside.

"Where did you get the ink stick?"

When the shopkeeper saw the ink stick, he habitually picked it up and examined it carefully before asking.

It is undeniable that there are several very good quality inks in this box of ink sticks, and the shape of the ink sticks is also very nice.

"Uncle shopkeeper, what do you think about the quality of my ink stick? Are you willing to buy it in your shop?" Lu Nanchuan avoided the shopkeeper's question and asked the question he was most concerned about.

(End of this chapter)